Chapter 320 Yang Wanwan
“What do Governor Ma and Angel Jiang say?”
A certain country bumpkin who had no idea how important he was in the eyes of others asked this question.
“Even the villain doesn’t know what Governor Ma and Angel Jiang mean.”
Yang Wanwan glanced at Feng Yong carefully and continued, "It's just that Zagotel said that he will not go to Jincheng without Feng Langjun's nod."
“This Zagotel...is so brave?”
Feng Yong raised his eyebrows. He brought all his clan members into the hands of the Han nobles and still dared to bargain like this. Is he not afraid of being beheaded?
Then he remembered that Yinping was the land of Cao thieves, and he actually dared to help Zhao Guang escape. How could he dare to do this without much courage?
Feng Tubiao finally had some awareness of being trusted. He looked at Zhao Guang and said, "Yiwen, this Zagotel can be regarded as your savior. Make preparations and set off for Guancheng." , don’t let them be bullied.”
For the Han Dynasty, it was indeed much more beneficial for the Han Dynasty to let the tribe of Zagotel go to Jincheng to offer sacrifices than to come to Nanxiang to serve as their own servants.
It is not impossible to make some concessions for the interests of the Han Dynasty, but it still has to be done, otherwise where will the face be saved?
In the eyes of those who don’t know, a bumpkin doesn’t have much face, but in the eyes of an insider, a bumpkin still has some face.
Zhao Guang received Zagotel's life-saving grace and went to support Zagotel. It was just and justified. At the same time, he could show his teeth to others, lest some people think that they could take their own things casually.
“I understand, little brother.”
Zhao Guang quickly stood up and responded.
“Also, take my words to that Zagotel and ask him not to compete with the angels. Just say that I will give them an answer after I confirm it.”
Since Zagotel believes in himself so much, he can't let others down, can he?
As long as he can get assurance from Zhuge Lao Yao, it is naturally better for Zagotel to go to Jincheng than to follow him, and it can be regarded as a reward for their trust in him.
“Yang Langjun, you have worked hard all the way here, please rest for now. When I tell you to go down, let the servants prepare some food, and then it can be regarded as a reward for you.”
Feng Yong then said to Yang Wanwan.
When Yang Qianwan heard this, he was a little flattered, "I don't dare to bother Mr. Feng. I have to go back and report to General Ma. I just want to prepare some clean water for food on the road."
Feng Yong smiled slightly, "You don't have to be so anxious, Mr. Yang. General Ma asked you to come here just to let me know about this matter in advance and make some preparations. Now that I know about this matter, the rest is not an important matter. "
"You have come all the way and are tired. Please rest today and start again tomorrow, so as not to exhaust yourself."
Seeing that Yang Wanwan wanted to speak, Feng Yong did not give him a chance to refuse. He gestured to Zhao Guang and said, "Zhao Langjun will also go to Guancheng by then, and we will go together."
Yang Wanwan could only nod his head after hearing this, "I will listen to Mr. Feng."
But my heart was even more moved.
Although this Feng Langjun has such a great reputation, he is so approachable and approachable, which is very different from other people.
I am a foreigner, and it was the first time I met Feng Langjun, but I felt that I was treated as an equal. Although it was a little weird, I felt comfortable. No wonder Zagotel, who came from Yinping, would rather believe in Feng Langjun than the angel of the court.
Thinking of Yinping, Yang Wanwan suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but hesitate to speak.
Feng Yong saw Yang Wanwan hesitate to speak, and felt strange, "What else does Yang Langjun have to do?"
Seeing his hesitant look, he immediately comforted him, "Don't be restrained, I don't have so many etiquette here."
Speaking, he laughed at himself again, "Last year in Jincheng, I was called 'Feng Madman' because of his dissolute behavior."
After hearing this, Yang Wanwan felt a little ashamed, thinking that if Feng Langjun treated me like this, I could just say whatever I thought of. Even if I said something wrong, he would not blame me.
So he mustered up the courage and said, "Back to Feng Langjun, when I was gathering the Zagotel tribe, I heard Zagotel say that the Yinping Di King forced the Qiang and Di people to separate. Make the Qiang people slaves of the Di people."
Having said this, he glanced at Feng Yong who was sitting on it and saw that he was listening attentively, and he couldn't help but be encouraged at the moment.
"Anyone who disobeys will either be annexed or exterminated. It was precisely because Nazagotel was plundered by the Di that he decided to seek refuge with Feng Langjun."
"The villain thinks that the strong man first betrayed General Shenweitian and took refuge with Cao Cao, and now he uses the difference between Qiang and Di to attack dissidents, because he has wolfish ambitions."
As he said that, he looked at Feng Yong again and saw that he had sat up straight. He seemed to be very concerned about this matter, and he couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
He has reminded others about this matter before, but those who heard it did not take it seriously, thinking that it happened in the land of Cao thieves and it was not the big man's turn to worry about it.
He even thought that having an ambitious person in the land of Cao thieves would be a good thing for the big man.
In addition, although he has the title of Little Di King and Little Qiang King, in the eyes of the nobles of the Han Dynasty, he is just a barbarian.
Even if he wanted to talk to noble people about this matter, there was no way.
When I met Feng Langjun today, I first felt that he had an attitude of treating others as an equal, and then I thought that Feng Langjun's identity was also unusual. If this matter was told to him, there might be some countermeasures.
“That Qiang Duan was originally very hostile to the Han. During the Hanzhong War, if he hadn’t disobeyed General Shenweitian’s order, I’m afraid Yinping and Wudu would have fallen into the hands of the Han.”
“Now he takes advantage of the fact that the Han people in Yinping Wudu are weak, the Di people are strong, and the Cao thieves are dependent on him, and he wants to be the king of all the Di people.”
“Feng Langjun, most of the wool in Ju County now comes from two places. If this person really succeeds and obstructs the mutual trade of wool, I am afraid it will affect the wool output of the Han Dynasty.”
Yang Wanwan finished speaking, swallowed a sip of saliva, and glanced at Feng Yong secretly, only to see that his face was gloomy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Feng Yong looked beyond the crowd and looked out the door with a deep and distant gaze - when the Central Plains was sinking, whose carnival place was Jincheng and Hanzhong?
Aren’t you from Di?
Could it be said that the Di people have started to rise now?
The Central Plains land was sinking, and even the history books of later generations did not want to mention it.
Feng Yong can remember which Wuhu they are and where they are roughly distributed, so even if he has passed the historical knowledge, how can he possibly know how the Di people arose?
After a long time, Feng Yong's deep voice sounded again, "Yang Langjun, how could you remember to tell me this?"
At this time, Feng Yong's eyes were actually sharper than even Zhao Guang had ever seen before.
Yang Wanwan really didn't think that Feng Langjun's attention to this matter seemed to have exceeded his imagination.
He originally wanted to hide something, but once he came into contact with Feng Yong's eyes that seemed to see through people's hearts, he no longer dared to hold anything back.
"Going back to Feng Langjun, the villain's father was considered a Di king in Liangzhou before he came to Hanzhong. Because he responded to General Shenweitian's rebellion against Cao Cao, his clan was almost destroyed. The villain and his father were protected by some tribesmen. He escaped, and then he went to Hanzhong and surrendered to General Shenweitian."
"At that time, the strong man had secretly made mischief and attacked the rear of the Xiaoren tribe. Later, the late emperor and the Cao thieves fought in Hanzhong, and the Xiaoren and his father took their tribesmen and General Shenweitian to Yinping Wudu and other places, and It was the strong end who caused the trouble."
"Therefore, this person should be the villain's great enemy. Now that the enemy is getting stronger and stronger, the villain can only watch helplessly, with his heart like an ant..."
As Yang Wanwan talked, he remembered that his tribe had withered and there were not many people left, and his face couldn't help but become sad and angry.
"Abba was such a hero back then, but now he is becoming increasingly depressed. The people he brought out back then are getting old and dying, but there is no time to return to their hometown. I hate this villain!"
As he spoke, he took another deep breath and said, "Feng Langjun, although the villain has selfish motives, it is an ironclad fact that the strong man hates the big man. If he becomes the king of all the enemies in Yinping Wudu, , under the instigation of Cao Cao, he may not have plans for Hanzhong."
Of course I know that the Di people have plans for Hanzhong.
Feng Yong thought gloomily in his heart. Not only did he have plans for Hanzhong, but he would even enter Jincheng a few decades later...
“Okay, I know about this.”
Feng Yong stood up, walked to Yang Wanwan, and patted his shoulder, "You did a good job. When you go back, tell your father and tell him not to continue to be depressed."
After a pause, he said with determination, "I guarantee you that Yinping and Wudu will one day return to the hands of the Han Dynasty. Then it will be your best chance for revenge."
After pondering for a moment, he continued, "If I ask General Ma for someone to follow me, would you be willing?"
I don’t know whether Zhuge Lao Yao’s Northern Expedition in history brought the Qiang people in Ma Dai’s hands with him.
But no matter what, since Feng Yong knew that Yang Wanwan and his father were the Di kings in Liangzhou, he naturally wanted to make the most of them.
Yang Wanwan was very excited after hearing Feng Yong's words. He bowed his head and said, "As long as I can get a big revenge, why should I care about myself? Even if I have to feed Feng Langjun, I am willing to do it."
"How can I feed horses with weapons?" Feng Yong laughed after hearing Yang Wanwan's words and patted his shoulder again, "I don't even have weapons, how can I use weapons? As for feeding horses, I have my own weapons. There is no need for Yang Langjun."
Feng Yong smiled, and the solemn atmosphere in the hall suddenly disappeared. Zhao Guang and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, they thought to themselves that they could not see that their brother could still be so majestic.
"Yiwen," Feng Yong turned his head and looked at Zhao Guang, "tomorrow you and Wei Ran will set off. When you arrive at Guancheng, tell General Ma about Wei Ran. Just say that Wei Ran and I hit it off and we want to win over him. I hope General Ma can part ways with this person."
"Also, all the cattle and sheep that Zagotel brought will be left in Guancheng, and I will reward the soldiers in Guancheng."
It is said to be a reward, but in fact it is exchanged for Yang Wanwan.
Yang Wanwan showed emotion again on his face.
How many cattle and sheep Zagotel brought, Feng Langjun sent them out without even asking, just to replace him. This is really, really grand!
“I understand, little brother.”
Zhao Guang felt a little distressed, thinking that Yang Wanwan was just a barbarian general under his uncle. As long as he opened his mouth, his uncle would definitely let him go, so why give away so many cattle and sheep?
But now that Feng Yong had said it, Zhao Guang was embarrassed to say it in public. He just thought that when there were few people, he would find an opportunity to talk to his brother about the cattle and sheep, so he could save them if he could. .
But he didn't expect that when he quietly went to his brother to mention the matter, he was scolded by his brother, scolding him for being too short-sighted, and also specifically told him that he must mention the use of cattle when Yang Wanwan was present. The sheep rewarded the soldiers in Guancheng.
Zhao Guang was so disappointed that he had no choice but to set out for Guancheng with Yang Wanwan in despair early the next morning.
Coming with me are Guan Ji and the servants of Guan Mansion.
With so many people sent away at once, the yard seemed to be empty all of a sudden.
Feng Yong didn’t have time to express too much emotion, he also had his own things to do.
The infrastructure construction project of the textile workshop has entered into full swing, especially the road construction. The road in the textile workshop has been paved, and it has begun to be paved along the main road of the textile workshop to the official road of Nanxiang County.
A few days later, Jiang Wan and his party arrived in Nanxiang County. On the way to the textile workshop, the first thing they saw was a fence blocking the way in front, with two pieces of crimson cloth hanging on the fence.
One piece reads: If you want to get rich, build roads first.
Another picture reads: Everyone has safety awareness and a happy life.
It is very dazzling and dazzling under the bright sun.
“What does this mean?”
Jiang Wan felt a little confused, pointed to the front and asked.
I can understand each word, but what they mean together is confusing.
The first picture is easy to say, and I can roughly guess the meaning, but it is too vulgar and explicit. This money matter is exposed in a high-sounding way, which is simply... an insult to politeness, a scum of politeness!
As for the second picture...what is it about?
Although Jiang Wan is an angel, at this time, the officialdom of the Han Dynasty was led by Zhuge Yao. The bureaucracy was not serious and practicality was the mainstream. Therefore, according to the rules, Feng Yong could only wait at the gate of the textile workshop. That's fine, but there's no need to go out ten miles or dozens of miles to flatter him and greet him.
So the people who were sent out to lead the way were selected from the group of old pawns with missing arms and legs who could stand out. The one with the highest status was Feng Yong's disciple, Wei Rong, whose original name was Gouzi.
Although he is young, he has been with Feng Jiujiu, and with his identity as the son of a general, he has developed his temperament.
Hearing Jiang Wan's words, he immediately bowed and explained, "Back to Angel, the road is being built ahead, and Master is trying out the cement made by the new method."
“Building roads, why do we need to hang this on road construction?”
Jiang Wan's face twitched a little, thinking that Feng Mingwen was really weird in what he did. Could it be that he deliberately made me look bad because I took his hand?
Perhaps this is a ritual somewhere? Or is it some kind of rule in his sect?
“Also, what does it mean?”
(End of this chapter)